The CT results are in. Bone cancer in my left thigh and a new tumor on my left adrenal gland. I'm going to be setting up for radiation on the thigh, probably starting after the new year.
That certainly explains the pain I've been having. Wow, the results made Dr. F swear. I have never heard him swear.
The radiation oncologist said if this had happened two years ago, the only thing they did was amputate the leg. In fact, the radiation is only going to shrink the tumor so that at least I won't have so much pain. It would be nice to sleep more than an hour at a time.
Dr. F gave me a prescription for some pain relieving patches. I hope THEY work.
That's it for this post; I'm kind of overwhelmed, and feeling sick.
Love and hugs to all.
Showing posts with label Pain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pain. Show all posts
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Another CT Coming UP
It's not until Tuesday the 27th, but already I am dreading it. Not the SCAN, for that's easy as pie. No, it's the waiting for the results. I try hard to live for today, but the spectre of the scan and its results can't be so easily dismissed.
The last scan, on the 23rd of September found the Pulmonary Embolism, for which I am massively grateful, for if it had not, I would probably not have survived through the weekend. And so, though a PE is a horrible thing, it was the CT that saved me, and thus, it shouldn't be such a thing of dread. It really is a GOOD thing, and I must remember to be optimistic and BELIEVE that it's going to give us some fantastic results.
Plus, I will finally, I hope, know why the hell my leg is causing me so much pain. And if we know, then we can fix it! So it has been said, so it shall be written. :) I loved "The Ten Commandments."
Can we be done with Winter, now? I'm tired of being cold. Gads, I am SUCH a wimp. :D
Tomorrow for Christmas, we're having a roast of rib eye, which we are going to VERY, VERY carefully cook, since it was freaking expensive. The last thing you want to do with this baby would be to over cook it. Too bad I can't rent Bobby Flay or someone of his ilk.
I got a booklet in the mail from Genentech, who makes the Xeloda. I liked the part that said something to the effect, "You've been on this drug for some time, now." Oh yeah, baby, you can say that again. Genentech sent me a whole bunch of stuff with my initial prescription; a pill dispenser, so you could pop your 4 AM and your 4 PM poison pills in this thing and not forget to take 'em. As if. But I use it. There was also a really good booklet about what to expect from the side effects, and how to deal with them. It really was a good little package of helpful, relevant... stuff. ;)
Anywho, since the scan will be on Tuesday, we are going to move our Camptosar infusions to every other THURSDAY starting next week. I think that will be best in the long run, because then I'll have the weekend to rest up. I managed to get somewhere in the range of 38.2 hours of work in this past week, and that's only because those damned painkillers made me so sick.
Well, to all of you Christians out there, let me wish you a very MERRY CHRISTMAS, and to everyone, Peace, Good-will, and may you get everything you deserve from life.
The last scan, on the 23rd of September found the Pulmonary Embolism, for which I am massively grateful, for if it had not, I would probably not have survived through the weekend. And so, though a PE is a horrible thing, it was the CT that saved me, and thus, it shouldn't be such a thing of dread. It really is a GOOD thing, and I must remember to be optimistic and BELIEVE that it's going to give us some fantastic results.
Plus, I will finally, I hope, know why the hell my leg is causing me so much pain. And if we know, then we can fix it! So it has been said, so it shall be written. :) I loved "The Ten Commandments."
Can we be done with Winter, now? I'm tired of being cold. Gads, I am SUCH a wimp. :D
Tomorrow for Christmas, we're having a roast of rib eye, which we are going to VERY, VERY carefully cook, since it was freaking expensive. The last thing you want to do with this baby would be to over cook it. Too bad I can't rent Bobby Flay or someone of his ilk.
I got a booklet in the mail from Genentech, who makes the Xeloda. I liked the part that said something to the effect, "You've been on this drug for some time, now." Oh yeah, baby, you can say that again. Genentech sent me a whole bunch of stuff with my initial prescription; a pill dispenser, so you could pop your 4 AM and your 4 PM poison pills in this thing and not forget to take 'em. As if. But I use it. There was also a really good booklet about what to expect from the side effects, and how to deal with them. It really was a good little package of helpful, relevant... stuff. ;)
Anywho, since the scan will be on Tuesday, we are going to move our Camptosar infusions to every other THURSDAY starting next week. I think that will be best in the long run, because then I'll have the weekend to rest up. I managed to get somewhere in the range of 38.2 hours of work in this past week, and that's only because those damned painkillers made me so sick.
Well, to all of you Christians out there, let me wish you a very MERRY CHRISTMAS, and to everyone, Peace, Good-will, and may you get everything you deserve from life.
Friday, December 16, 2011
Oh the Leg
Thursday, the leg pain became unbearable again, so I took the Zofran, and after an hour, took half a percocet. I was in bed, and wasn't feeling much relief from that half, so about an hour later I took the second half. I went to sleep.
Got up this morning and felt so nauseated I took another Zofran. But the pain in my leg was still hideous, so after an hour, I took a Vicodin. Why is it that these darned narcotics are only useful for making me sick?
How in the heck, WHY in the heck does anyone take this crap for recreational use? How can they do it? Maybe I'm the only one that gets sick from these things? I only worked an hour this morning before the nausea and pain put an end to that. Bummer.
But on a very happy note, Wendy and Dean are flying in even as I type, and I'm so excited! Now, I had better go find something to eat since I have four Xeloda pills to get down... oh joy. :)
Happy almost Winter to all!
Got up this morning and felt so nauseated I took another Zofran. But the pain in my leg was still hideous, so after an hour, I took a Vicodin. Why is it that these darned narcotics are only useful for making me sick?
How in the heck, WHY in the heck does anyone take this crap for recreational use? How can they do it? Maybe I'm the only one that gets sick from these things? I only worked an hour this morning before the nausea and pain put an end to that. Bummer.
But on a very happy note, Wendy and Dean are flying in even as I type, and I'm so excited! Now, I had better go find something to eat since I have four Xeloda pills to get down... oh joy. :)
Happy almost Winter to all!
Sunday, December 11, 2011
Hands
Hands are the most incredible tools. But we don't think much about them until something suddenly makes them less useful as tools. We take our hands for granted.
Well, not me; not anymore at least. My hands can't do so many things that used to be simply unthinking reflex actions. Twist the cap off a tube of hand cream? Piece of cake, unless that cap has any kind of ridges, and then, it's a complete no-go. Open the margarine tub? Oh no... sorry, hurts too much.
For breakfast, Jane made french toast. I could not open the maple syrup bottle because the cap had ridges. Sure, those ridges are great for traction, but not for people with Hand-Foot syndrome. I know that if it gets really bad, we'll have to stop the Xeloda, and that's the last thing I want. It's going to have to get really freaking bad before I complain to my oncologist.
The foot part is just starting to be a problem, and that's mostly noticeable when I shower. I don't wear nice comfy padded shoes when I shower. So, it's hard surface against bare feet and I really felt it today. So far, my feet had been a non-issue, but yeah, I have to be careful with them, now, too. Of course, if you think about it, there's no reason you couldn't wear, say... Croc's ... in the shower. Hmmm, something to think about. :)
So, tomorrow I go for my labs at 7AM, then do some work, then go out to see Dr. Ramaswamy at 12:30PM. I'm supposed to go in to the plant for some Sexual Harassment training, or something. That's at 2:00PM. Not sure I will have any energy left for that, though. But it's mandatory. I'll do my best.
The temperatures here are not as chilly as they were the past week or so. Tonight's low is only predicted to be 48, and that's MUCH better than those low 30's. And it looks like we have some rain in our forecast, which would be lovely. We get it so infrequently, that we always get excited when it rains around here. Our desert is very thirsty.
Be well, and safe. Keep warm, and happy. Blessings to all.
Well, not me; not anymore at least. My hands can't do so many things that used to be simply unthinking reflex actions. Twist the cap off a tube of hand cream? Piece of cake, unless that cap has any kind of ridges, and then, it's a complete no-go. Open the margarine tub? Oh no... sorry, hurts too much.
For breakfast, Jane made french toast. I could not open the maple syrup bottle because the cap had ridges. Sure, those ridges are great for traction, but not for people with Hand-Foot syndrome. I know that if it gets really bad, we'll have to stop the Xeloda, and that's the last thing I want. It's going to have to get really freaking bad before I complain to my oncologist.
The foot part is just starting to be a problem, and that's mostly noticeable when I shower. I don't wear nice comfy padded shoes when I shower. So, it's hard surface against bare feet and I really felt it today. So far, my feet had been a non-issue, but yeah, I have to be careful with them, now, too. Of course, if you think about it, there's no reason you couldn't wear, say... Croc's ... in the shower. Hmmm, something to think about. :)
So, tomorrow I go for my labs at 7AM, then do some work, then go out to see Dr. Ramaswamy at 12:30PM. I'm supposed to go in to the plant for some Sexual Harassment training, or something. That's at 2:00PM. Not sure I will have any energy left for that, though. But it's mandatory. I'll do my best.
The temperatures here are not as chilly as they were the past week or so. Tonight's low is only predicted to be 48, and that's MUCH better than those low 30's. And it looks like we have some rain in our forecast, which would be lovely. We get it so infrequently, that we always get excited when it rains around here. Our desert is very thirsty.
Be well, and safe. Keep warm, and happy. Blessings to all.
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Dizzy Broad
I'm getting pretty dizzy upon standing, now. Yes, the leg pain is still there, and pretty hellacious. Putting a heating pad on it does help, though. Cathy's been quite adept at knowing when I need my herbal heating thingy warmed up. I won't do any more Naprosyn since it's an NSAID and I don't want to make my stomach start bleeding while I am on my anticoagulant.
And still coughing up goop; it doesn't seem to want to let up. I'm trying to stay nicely hydrated, but it's pretty hard when on Lasix. I keep an eye on the skin of my hands, and if it's looking wrinkly and fragile, I know I need to drink more.
I'm sick to death of pills. Just sick to death of them, but I know they are keeping me from the big sleep, so what can you do? My hands are really becoming problematic. I can't grip anything, so I have to ask someone to open containers, open car doors, etc. And it's getting quite painful to grip my canes. I'm putting a ton of lotion on them, several times a day to try to stave off the Xeloda side effects, but it is getting harder every day.
Dr. F may be right, and I am nuts to want to return to work, but surely it can only help me to get my mind on something bigger than me and pain. I can do it; I know I can. I'll be home; I won't have to go across an atrium to get to the Ladies', nor traverse long halls to get to my desk. It should NOT be physically taxing.
Speaking of pills, I'm taking my night time allotment; B6, Iron, Singulair, Magnesium, Zantac, Protonix, and Lipitor. Morning is not so bad; it's just Januvia, two Turmeric, a Glipizide if my glucose is over 150, my B6, and a krill oil capsule. Of course, since it's still chemo week, I then have to take the four Xeloda with my breakfast, and the other four with my dinner. Yeah, those are not my favorites.
At least tomorrow I have no need to hit the phlebotomist. :) I'll head to Ironwood on Tuesday just to get my shot of Aranesp, and I'm doing well I think with the shot of anticoagulant I give myself every day. Definitely not bothered by that. It's a piece of cake. :) Considering I've been around syringes for most of my life, I don't really have a problem with needles. And lest that sound rather suspicious, remember that both of my parents were insulin dependent diabetics. I've even given injections to my cockatoo, which is REALLY scary, since hers was in her chest, and you had to avoid putting it into her lungs. Yeah, that was a nerve-wracking experience. Not to mention, birds don't WANT to have needles stuck in their chests, and they have very strong beaks with which to make their displeasure known.
Anywho, you can probably tell that I'm not exactly at my most optimistic at the moment, but it's chemo week, and that's pretty par for the course. After Tuesday, when I don't have to take the Xeloda for a week, I'll improve every day. :)
Hugs to all, and sleep well!
And still coughing up goop; it doesn't seem to want to let up. I'm trying to stay nicely hydrated, but it's pretty hard when on Lasix. I keep an eye on the skin of my hands, and if it's looking wrinkly and fragile, I know I need to drink more.
I'm sick to death of pills. Just sick to death of them, but I know they are keeping me from the big sleep, so what can you do? My hands are really becoming problematic. I can't grip anything, so I have to ask someone to open containers, open car doors, etc. And it's getting quite painful to grip my canes. I'm putting a ton of lotion on them, several times a day to try to stave off the Xeloda side effects, but it is getting harder every day.
Dr. F may be right, and I am nuts to want to return to work, but surely it can only help me to get my mind on something bigger than me and pain. I can do it; I know I can. I'll be home; I won't have to go across an atrium to get to the Ladies', nor traverse long halls to get to my desk. It should NOT be physically taxing.
Speaking of pills, I'm taking my night time allotment; B6, Iron, Singulair, Magnesium, Zantac, Protonix, and Lipitor. Morning is not so bad; it's just Januvia, two Turmeric, a Glipizide if my glucose is over 150, my B6, and a krill oil capsule. Of course, since it's still chemo week, I then have to take the four Xeloda with my breakfast, and the other four with my dinner. Yeah, those are not my favorites.
At least tomorrow I have no need to hit the phlebotomist. :) I'll head to Ironwood on Tuesday just to get my shot of Aranesp, and I'm doing well I think with the shot of anticoagulant I give myself every day. Definitely not bothered by that. It's a piece of cake. :) Considering I've been around syringes for most of my life, I don't really have a problem with needles. And lest that sound rather suspicious, remember that both of my parents were insulin dependent diabetics. I've even given injections to my cockatoo, which is REALLY scary, since hers was in her chest, and you had to avoid putting it into her lungs. Yeah, that was a nerve-wracking experience. Not to mention, birds don't WANT to have needles stuck in their chests, and they have very strong beaks with which to make their displeasure known.
Anywho, you can probably tell that I'm not exactly at my most optimistic at the moment, but it's chemo week, and that's pretty par for the course. After Tuesday, when I don't have to take the Xeloda for a week, I'll improve every day. :)
Hugs to all, and sleep well!
Friday, November 18, 2011
Ugh, Leg Pain
It's back with a vengeance. I took a Naprosyn today. Yesterday I got a call from the Apothecary Shop that my prescription for the anti-coagulant shots would be delivered today. Dr. F had told me to not take Coumadin the day before I started the shots, so I didn't take anything yesterday.
Having given myself Lovenox injections many years ago, I figured I'd be fine to do these. And I was, but I pretty much had to stare at the needle for about a minute before I finally put it into my flesh. You couldn't feel a thing. The med wasn't as stingy as I recall the Lovenox being. Oh, this stuff is Fondaparinux Sodium.
The happiest part of taking this shot is that I don't have to go twice a week for blood draws any more. My poor arm can heal. It's ... colorful at the moment.
Also, happily, now that my asthma exacerbation is almost over, my glucose numbers are back where they should be. You see, any time you body gets stressed out by illness, it plays havoc with your glucose. Plus many different meds can influence your glucose levels, as well. It sometimes gets pretty difficult to keep these numbers under control.
Oh, I like that the Apothecary Shop also brought me alcohol swabs and a sharps container. But according to the note in my meds delivery, they still owe me 21 syringes of this stuff. I do have a copay for these shots, but it's manageable.
So, that's what's been happening this week; leg pain, change of anti-coagulant, no more phlebotomist twice a week, although I'll still see them for my pre-chemo testing. Now I must go drink lots of water. Oncologist has me on Lasix again, hoping to reduce the swelling in my foot and ankle. I have my circulation socks on, but I don't really think they work all that well. And I'm tired and I don't feel so hot, so I'm going to go have a nice lie down. :)
Hugs to all!
Having given myself Lovenox injections many years ago, I figured I'd be fine to do these. And I was, but I pretty much had to stare at the needle for about a minute before I finally put it into my flesh. You couldn't feel a thing. The med wasn't as stingy as I recall the Lovenox being. Oh, this stuff is Fondaparinux Sodium.
The happiest part of taking this shot is that I don't have to go twice a week for blood draws any more. My poor arm can heal. It's ... colorful at the moment.
Also, happily, now that my asthma exacerbation is almost over, my glucose numbers are back where they should be. You see, any time you body gets stressed out by illness, it plays havoc with your glucose. Plus many different meds can influence your glucose levels, as well. It sometimes gets pretty difficult to keep these numbers under control.
Oh, I like that the Apothecary Shop also brought me alcohol swabs and a sharps container. But according to the note in my meds delivery, they still owe me 21 syringes of this stuff. I do have a copay for these shots, but it's manageable.
So, that's what's been happening this week; leg pain, change of anti-coagulant, no more phlebotomist twice a week, although I'll still see them for my pre-chemo testing. Now I must go drink lots of water. Oncologist has me on Lasix again, hoping to reduce the swelling in my foot and ankle. I have my circulation socks on, but I don't really think they work all that well. And I'm tired and I don't feel so hot, so I'm going to go have a nice lie down. :)
Hugs to all!
Friday, November 4, 2011
Yes, it's Chemo Week
I've not been feeling great, so I haven't had anything exciting to post. :) I've got a couple more days on the prednisone for the asthma exacerbation, and I looked at my hands today and saw the hands of an 80 year old. Prednisone just beats the crap out of my skin. My hands look withered. Of course, the side effects of the Xeloda are contributing to that, as well. Oh well, my chances to become a famous hand model are now dimmer than ever. :D
Had another great blood draw yesterday from Joyce at Sonora Quest labs. There is not a shoddy phlebotomist in the place. They are fantastic! I go to the one on Brown Road just west of Country Club. It's close to my house... relatively speaking.
It's really cooling off here in the desert; highs are only in the low 80's and the overnight lows are down-right chilly in the 50's! Saturday's projected high is supposed to be 64! Holy guacamole! But hey, that's what long sleeved shirts are for, eh? Jane and Nancy will be happy to play soccer in the cooler weather, that's for sure.
Nothing new to report, though. Leg is back to being painful and making it hard to get out of bed, so Nancy rigged up a support device to help me with that. Works wonders. :) I'm using a cane to get around the house, as sometimes the stupid leg doesn't want to support me. How rude, when I've been supporting IT for years. Alas. And being on blood thinners, the last thing you want to do is fall.
Take care, all. Keep warm. :)
Had another great blood draw yesterday from Joyce at Sonora Quest labs. There is not a shoddy phlebotomist in the place. They are fantastic! I go to the one on Brown Road just west of Country Club. It's close to my house... relatively speaking.
It's really cooling off here in the desert; highs are only in the low 80's and the overnight lows are down-right chilly in the 50's! Saturday's projected high is supposed to be 64! Holy guacamole! But hey, that's what long sleeved shirts are for, eh? Jane and Nancy will be happy to play soccer in the cooler weather, that's for sure.
Nothing new to report, though. Leg is back to being painful and making it hard to get out of bed, so Nancy rigged up a support device to help me with that. Works wonders. :) I'm using a cane to get around the house, as sometimes the stupid leg doesn't want to support me. How rude, when I've been supporting IT for years. Alas. And being on blood thinners, the last thing you want to do is fall.
Take care, all. Keep warm. :)
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Hookah Power!
It's 4:33AM and I am using my nebulizer once again. Actually, I am doing MUCH better since yesterday morning when I went to get my PT/INR. I had to take the scooter because I was WAY too weak to walk. That's nothing to worry about; mostly a combination of the chemo and this cold I have that is running its course. I hope to be back to walking on Thursday when I have to return to the lab for more blood-letting.
There really is nothing new and exciting to tell you about for this post, but I wanted to let you all know that I am feeling better. And most happily, my breakfast dose of Xeloda this morning will be the last of this round, and then I have my chemo week OFF. :) YAY, I need a break.
My hands are definitely beginning to feel the effects of Hand-Foot Syndrome. There are many things I can't do with my hands at the moment, like open bottles, make coffee (our carafe's handle, the one we fill with water to pour into the coffee maker, has a very uncomfortable handle for me.) It hurts to grasp anything, which is a bit problematic for someone who, when she walks either uses a cane or a walker. But the good news is that Hand-Foot Syndrome clears up once the chemotherapy drugs are withdrawn. So, I shall just suck it up. :)
And that's it. I'm looking forward to Halloween on Monday; hopefully we will have trick or treaters, and I can watch them from a distance.
Love and hugs to all.
There really is nothing new and exciting to tell you about for this post, but I wanted to let you all know that I am feeling better. And most happily, my breakfast dose of Xeloda this morning will be the last of this round, and then I have my chemo week OFF. :) YAY, I need a break.
My hands are definitely beginning to feel the effects of Hand-Foot Syndrome. There are many things I can't do with my hands at the moment, like open bottles, make coffee (our carafe's handle, the one we fill with water to pour into the coffee maker, has a very uncomfortable handle for me.) It hurts to grasp anything, which is a bit problematic for someone who, when she walks either uses a cane or a walker. But the good news is that Hand-Foot Syndrome clears up once the chemotherapy drugs are withdrawn. So, I shall just suck it up. :)
And that's it. I'm looking forward to Halloween on Monday; hopefully we will have trick or treaters, and I can watch them from a distance.
Love and hugs to all.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
April 2012!
HBO says the second season of "Game of Thrones" will premier in April of 2012. That's not so far away. Must try to stay healthy so I can enjoy it. I get most of my information from a site called Winter-Is-Coming. They do keep me up to date. :)
I started re-watching the first season of "Game of Thrones," since I'm not exactly at my most mobile at the moment. The final scene of the first episode still makes me gasp despite having read the books and having seen the episode at least twice before. I think HBO is fantastic for giving us the tools to re-watch any program at any time, via HBO GO.
As for my mobility, the pain in my thigh has lessened considerably, and I find that getting up from a sit is no longer the groan-out-loud experience it has been. Seriously, it took me minutes to get up the COURAGE to try to get up from a sit, it hurt so badly. Our thigh muscles are pretty important; more important than I ever gave them credit for at least. Because until this, I never gave them a thought. Sorry, thigh muscles... you guys rock!
It's amazing how much cancer makes you learn things. I know so much more about the physiology of my own body than I ever dreamed I'd learn. Or really cared to learn, actually. But, frankly, it's all very fascinating. Makes you wonder how the hell we've survived all this time as a species when so much can go wrong with our very complicated systems. I mean just eating; getting the nutrition right (which many of us fall short being successful) is insanely complicated, and we've made it much more difficult with all the stupid processing we've done to make food less nutritious, but supposedly more palatable. To that I say HORSE HOCKEY!
Take grains, for instance. Have you had a good serving of Quinoa pilaf lately? I'll guess not. Whole grain Quinoa, Millet, Barley, Wheat Berries: all delicious in their natural states, and packed full of nutrition. Cook them correctly, and they are satisfyingly toothsome, adding great texture, flavor and goodness to any plate.
Today is my last dose of Xeloda for this round, and after I take my breakfast foursome, I get a week off from the pills. And food is starting to look good again. :)
Be happy, everyone. Hug someone or something you love today. Don't forget!
I started re-watching the first season of "Game of Thrones," since I'm not exactly at my most mobile at the moment. The final scene of the first episode still makes me gasp despite having read the books and having seen the episode at least twice before. I think HBO is fantastic for giving us the tools to re-watch any program at any time, via HBO GO.
As for my mobility, the pain in my thigh has lessened considerably, and I find that getting up from a sit is no longer the groan-out-loud experience it has been. Seriously, it took me minutes to get up the COURAGE to try to get up from a sit, it hurt so badly. Our thigh muscles are pretty important; more important than I ever gave them credit for at least. Because until this, I never gave them a thought. Sorry, thigh muscles... you guys rock!
It's amazing how much cancer makes you learn things. I know so much more about the physiology of my own body than I ever dreamed I'd learn. Or really cared to learn, actually. But, frankly, it's all very fascinating. Makes you wonder how the hell we've survived all this time as a species when so much can go wrong with our very complicated systems. I mean just eating; getting the nutrition right (which many of us fall short being successful) is insanely complicated, and we've made it much more difficult with all the stupid processing we've done to make food less nutritious, but supposedly more palatable. To that I say HORSE HOCKEY!
Take grains, for instance. Have you had a good serving of Quinoa pilaf lately? I'll guess not. Whole grain Quinoa, Millet, Barley, Wheat Berries: all delicious in their natural states, and packed full of nutrition. Cook them correctly, and they are satisfyingly toothsome, adding great texture, flavor and goodness to any plate.
Today is my last dose of Xeloda for this round, and after I take my breakfast foursome, I get a week off from the pills. And food is starting to look good again. :)
Be happy, everyone. Hug someone or something you love today. Don't forget!
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Sleeping A Lot
Vicodin makes me sleepy so if I take one, I have to sleep at least two hours. I took my last Vicodin yesterday. I started to get nauseated and decided I'd rather have pain than nausea.
But even so, I'm still sleeping quite a bit. Maybe my body just needs some rest. Must listen to the body. ;)
Tomorrow I go to Sonora to get my PT/INR tested again. I'm at 2.5 mg of Coumadin at the moment. I wish it would hurry up and get rid of that damned clot in my thigh so I could walk again. I should stop the whining, I know, but it hurts.
So anywho, that's why I'm not posting so much; I'm too busy sleeping. But I think I detect a lessening of the pain, so maybe the coumadin is working and I just need to be patient. HAHAHAH, yeah, that's me, patient. ;)
Love to all!
But even so, I'm still sleeping quite a bit. Maybe my body just needs some rest. Must listen to the body. ;)
Tomorrow I go to Sonora to get my PT/INR tested again. I'm at 2.5 mg of Coumadin at the moment. I wish it would hurry up and get rid of that damned clot in my thigh so I could walk again. I should stop the whining, I know, but it hurts.
So anywho, that's why I'm not posting so much; I'm too busy sleeping. But I think I detect a lessening of the pain, so maybe the coumadin is working and I just need to be patient. HAHAHAH, yeah, that's me, patient. ;)
Love to all!
Friday, October 7, 2011
Pain Continues
The pain from the DVT in my left thigh is not being managed very well. That's my fault, of course, as I hate painkillers, and I've waited far too long to start taking them with regularity.
But some time after 2 AM, when I discovered I could not get out of bed, it seemed time to just take the creepy Vicodin. I have to say, though, it's not really getting rid of the pain. I think it's lessening it a bit, but um, it still hurts.
I took the pre-emptive dose of compazine, an anti-nausea drug, after I got home from my Friday blood-letting. I waited about 1/2 hour and then took the Vicodin. And then I fell asleep. Essentially, every time I take a Vicodin, I fall asleep, so maybe that's what I have to do; sleep through the pain.
Anyway, I'm trying to take the Vicodin now on a continual basis without barfing my guts out. Which reminds me, it's time for another compazine. When Dr. Ramaswamy calls about today's PTR, I shall tell him about the level of pain, etc. Maybe I need something stronger than Vicodin... oh yuck.
Well, have a great weekend, all.
But some time after 2 AM, when I discovered I could not get out of bed, it seemed time to just take the creepy Vicodin. I have to say, though, it's not really getting rid of the pain. I think it's lessening it a bit, but um, it still hurts.
I took the pre-emptive dose of compazine, an anti-nausea drug, after I got home from my Friday blood-letting. I waited about 1/2 hour and then took the Vicodin. And then I fell asleep. Essentially, every time I take a Vicodin, I fall asleep, so maybe that's what I have to do; sleep through the pain.
Anyway, I'm trying to take the Vicodin now on a continual basis without barfing my guts out. Which reminds me, it's time for another compazine. When Dr. Ramaswamy calls about today's PTR, I shall tell him about the level of pain, etc. Maybe I need something stronger than Vicodin... oh yuck.
Well, have a great weekend, all.
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Decadron Insomnia
I'm happily adding this post via my Motorola Xoom, which is the reason for reverting back to a regular Blogger template. Plus, I missed my gadgets and widgets and the ability to go wild with colors. :)
So I saw Dr. Fastenberg today and he was concerned about the pain in my leg from the DVT. He says that sometimes, in the presence of malignancies, blood clots require more than coumadin. He gave me orders to have a D-dimer test done along with my normal CBC and platelets with differentials. In the meantime he wants me to be hyper aware of my breathing, and to check my O2 saturation and my heart rates. You just know that the Queen of Neuroses is chomping on the bit to be released from my non-existent basement!
I'll be seeing Dr. Ramaswamy, my primary care doctor, on Thursday, so I'll be sure to discuss the pain issue with him. He knows that I don't do painkillers very well. I think I may discuss other options with him. Acupuncture is being used for cancer-related pain, and I believe my insurance would cover it. And believe me, any fear I used to have when it comes to needles is long gone!
Now, I'll try to at least get some rest, as I know how the dreaded decadron insomnia will screw with me. :)
Love and hugs to all!
So I saw Dr. Fastenberg today and he was concerned about the pain in my leg from the DVT. He says that sometimes, in the presence of malignancies, blood clots require more than coumadin. He gave me orders to have a D-dimer test done along with my normal CBC and platelets with differentials. In the meantime he wants me to be hyper aware of my breathing, and to check my O2 saturation and my heart rates. You just know that the Queen of Neuroses is chomping on the bit to be released from my non-existent basement!
I'll be seeing Dr. Ramaswamy, my primary care doctor, on Thursday, so I'll be sure to discuss the pain issue with him. He knows that I don't do painkillers very well. I think I may discuss other options with him. Acupuncture is being used for cancer-related pain, and I believe my insurance would cover it. And believe me, any fear I used to have when it comes to needles is long gone!
Now, I'll try to at least get some rest, as I know how the dreaded decadron insomnia will screw with me. :)
Love and hugs to all!
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Nurses Are Awesome
About 100 years ago, my aunt Lorraine would take we girls to Hawaii every summer. One year,we were on the Big Island, I think on the Kona side, and we found a restaurant we loved. Now, granted, there was Auntie with three comely young ladies, and that habitually got us fine service, but at this particular establishment, the service was impeccable.
While I may have forgotten the name of the place, I will never forget the entire experience of dining there. I've been feeling the same appreciation for the nursing staff of the 4th floor here at Banner Baywood.
I'm a good patient when it comes to compliance, but I acknowledge that when it comes to complaining about things like pain, or any kind of discomfort, I suck. I was not reared to complain...ever, and so when I'm asked if I'm in pain, I will invariably tell you 'no.' And this can kill you. Pain usually happens to warn you of something, but I have been attributing pain of late to being an expected consequence of chemotherapy, and just dealing with it.
Now, with the blood clots it's become very apparent that I *must* learn to tell my doctors about pain and anything else I can perceive as being beyond the norm.
So it seems that I will be here until Tuesday. There was some discussion among my docs of implanting a filter to keep any more Pulmonary Embolisms from occurring, but instead, I may end up on blood thinners long-term.
While I may have forgotten the name of the place, I will never forget the entire experience of dining there. I've been feeling the same appreciation for the nursing staff of the 4th floor here at Banner Baywood.
I'm a good patient when it comes to compliance, but I acknowledge that when it comes to complaining about things like pain, or any kind of discomfort, I suck. I was not reared to complain...ever, and so when I'm asked if I'm in pain, I will invariably tell you 'no.' And this can kill you. Pain usually happens to warn you of something, but I have been attributing pain of late to being an expected consequence of chemotherapy, and just dealing with it.
Now, with the blood clots it's become very apparent that I *must* learn to tell my doctors about pain and anything else I can perceive as being beyond the norm.
So it seems that I will be here until Tuesday. There was some discussion among my docs of implanting a filter to keep any more Pulmonary Embolisms from occurring, but instead, I may end up on blood thinners long-term.
Monday, September 5, 2011
Can *I* do Six Rounds?
This is getting harder with every round of chemo. I want to be one of the 30ish % that can make it through six rounds of this, but I am finishing up round four and I am sick as the proverbial dog.
My legs are swelling up, my hands and feet feel creepy, and I can't begin to tell you how nauseated I am. But, tomorrow is my last day of chemo week ON, and I hope I can begin to feel better.
I slept a bit this afternoon; I'm so tired, and so weak. I guess tomorrow I had better start hitting the Lasix so I can keep the edema at bay. I keep remembering the last time I saw my oldest brother in the hospital, and his legs were HUGELY swollen. And so were my mom's at the end. In fact, she got water blisters all over her legs. Her beautiful legs. Ok, now I am starting to freak myself out, which means I should probably get to bed before the Queen of Neuroses gets out of bondage and runs rampant through my brain.
Good night, all. Don't worry, I'll get past this, and I *WILL* do six rounds of this. For I am, of course, strong like bull.
My legs are swelling up, my hands and feet feel creepy, and I can't begin to tell you how nauseated I am. But, tomorrow is my last day of chemo week ON, and I hope I can begin to feel better.
I slept a bit this afternoon; I'm so tired, and so weak. I guess tomorrow I had better start hitting the Lasix so I can keep the edema at bay. I keep remembering the last time I saw my oldest brother in the hospital, and his legs were HUGELY swollen. And so were my mom's at the end. In fact, she got water blisters all over her legs. Her beautiful legs. Ok, now I am starting to freak myself out, which means I should probably get to bed before the Queen of Neuroses gets out of bondage and runs rampant through my brain.
Good night, all. Don't worry, I'll get past this, and I *WILL* do six rounds of this. For I am, of course, strong like bull.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
A Good Dentist is a Joy Forever
Dr. Robert Baker is my dentist and he got me all fixed up today. We talked about a lot of things; he's just the best. Unfortunately, I cried a little as we were talking about my prognosis, but he got me laughing again pretty quickly.
I only cried because I'm getting a little tired of pain. It wears you down, you know, and makes it hard to be your normally happy self. But I came home, took a Naprosyn and felt better. It doesn't take away all the pain, but it makes it manageable. I just don't want to vomit and I don't want to keep taking the compazine, either. The vicodin makes me sick. I've always had a very low tolerance for pain killers.
I'll discuss all this with Dr. Fastenberg on Tuesday when I see him before the next infusion. The major pain is still in my left leg. It feels muscular to me, but I don't know. I had the sonogram on both of my legs to check for blood clots and everything was fine. And my left leg doesn't LOOK any different than my right leg, which is a good sign, I think.
Tonight, though, I will probably take a vicodin before I try to sleep.
Other than that, I broke down and got a game from Amazon even if it is from those evil cads at Electronic Arts. It's called Darkspore and so far, it's not bad. Kind of a dungeon crawler in space. But you know me, it needs more phat lewtz. ;) I do like the ability to change your 'hero' in mid battle. I just wish EA would stop making you go ONLINE when all you are doing is playing a freaking single-player game. They treat their customers like we're all thieves.
Anywho, thought I'd best post as it had been a couple of days, and people worry when I don't post. Oh, and speaking of posts, over the weekend I wrote my last blog post, with instructions for my sisters on how to access my blog and copy and paste it in.
It's unsettling when you find a blog you are drawn to, especially the ones written by people with a chronic disease, and it just stops. No more posts. You don't know if they have gotten so well, that their exciting life has given them no time to post, or if something more final has happened. It's sad, too.
So, I didn't want anyone to come upon this blog someday, and have to wonder what ever happened to Tequila and her journey through cancer. I think it's a good final post, if I do say so myself; upbeat, not maudlin, or scary, just factual and happy. :)
You know, I love every single day I get, even the ones with pain, because I get to be with people I love, chihuahuas I adore, and I get to let people know that just because you've got an expiration date on you, it's no reason to stop living and having fun.
Live long and prosper. :D
I only cried because I'm getting a little tired of pain. It wears you down, you know, and makes it hard to be your normally happy self. But I came home, took a Naprosyn and felt better. It doesn't take away all the pain, but it makes it manageable. I just don't want to vomit and I don't want to keep taking the compazine, either. The vicodin makes me sick. I've always had a very low tolerance for pain killers.
I'll discuss all this with Dr. Fastenberg on Tuesday when I see him before the next infusion. The major pain is still in my left leg. It feels muscular to me, but I don't know. I had the sonogram on both of my legs to check for blood clots and everything was fine. And my left leg doesn't LOOK any different than my right leg, which is a good sign, I think.
Tonight, though, I will probably take a vicodin before I try to sleep.
Other than that, I broke down and got a game from Amazon even if it is from those evil cads at Electronic Arts. It's called Darkspore and so far, it's not bad. Kind of a dungeon crawler in space. But you know me, it needs more phat lewtz. ;) I do like the ability to change your 'hero' in mid battle. I just wish EA would stop making you go ONLINE when all you are doing is playing a freaking single-player game. They treat their customers like we're all thieves.
Anywho, thought I'd best post as it had been a couple of days, and people worry when I don't post. Oh, and speaking of posts, over the weekend I wrote my last blog post, with instructions for my sisters on how to access my blog and copy and paste it in.
It's unsettling when you find a blog you are drawn to, especially the ones written by people with a chronic disease, and it just stops. No more posts. You don't know if they have gotten so well, that their exciting life has given them no time to post, or if something more final has happened. It's sad, too.
So, I didn't want anyone to come upon this blog someday, and have to wonder what ever happened to Tequila and her journey through cancer. I think it's a good final post, if I do say so myself; upbeat, not maudlin, or scary, just factual and happy. :)
You know, I love every single day I get, even the ones with pain, because I get to be with people I love, chihuahuas I adore, and I get to let people know that just because you've got an expiration date on you, it's no reason to stop living and having fun.
Live long and prosper. :D
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Work in Progress
Well, here is what I started working on a couple of days ago. As you can see, the bottom half has had the water wash applied, and thus you'll see curling edges. And this is 140 lb. watercolor paper. (Thank you, Julie!) I'm still working on the top half. The photo doesn't really do the color saturation justice. I'm really happy with the 'rustiness' of the browns, reds, and yellows, though.
My left leg is quite painful today. It's very obviously muscular and I wonder what I did to deserve this. Must have pulled something whilst I was digging out my painting supplies. :D
As cats go, she's relatively decent. Antisocial, but when she WANTS company, quite a pest. Luckily for her, she's also beautiful.
Tomorrow, I have to head to Sonora Quest for my pre-chemo lab work, then get poisoned on Tuesday and start the week long joy of Xeloda pills. This could be quite annoying, but I think it's going a long way towards keeping me alive, and so I can't complain. :D
Now, I'm off. My sister Cee, the wonderful Bud and my niece, CeeCee are on their way for a visit. I love them so much; I can't wait to see them!
Love, hugs and kisses to all!
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
It's Chemo Week Off!
Already I have discovered my appetite is back. I want really, really GOOD raviolis. Which is weird, since I rarely eat raviolis. I guess cravings don't make any sense; you just know you want something.
Hey, have I mentioned that I'm sick to death of squash? We learned a great lesson this year on the farming front: try not to plant too much of any one thing. ;) Yes, the squash are still producing, but I think Sunshine Acres is going to be getting all the rest. I can't even LOOK at squash right now...lol.
Still, we have probably 25-30 chili pepper plants of various varieties and I don't have a problem with them. You can dry them, you can use them in every meal under the sun, you just can't get sick of chili peppers! Oh, and the tomatoes; how amazing that we did it all right this year. The flavors just explode in your mouth. When you cook with them, it's stunning. When you eat them just as is, with a little salt and pepper, heavenly.
I just need the larger chilies to mature, like the pasillas. I am dying for a spectacular chile relleno. I wonder if I could manage a trip to Tia Rosa's restaraunt this week? Despite it being my chemo week off, I'm still kinda weak from the chemo week ON. :D
Good lords, it is time for bed and all I can think about is food. See what happens when the chemo stops for just a bit? But, I think this chemo is working. And I say this because those referencing pains in my throat and shoulder are all but gone. Yes, I had something very like a muscle spasm in my shoulder today, but it was way different than the 'normal' pain. Still, it's early in this cycle, and while I do not want to get my hopes up, I refuse not to be optimistic. I can be just as big a pollyanna as anyone else!
Ok, before I think up more food items to crave, I'm going to play a little more World of Warcraft, then get to bed. I'm having fun with my undead Rogue, Ynez. I rarely play her, but today, I got her to level 84. Maybe it's all tied in with the weird cravings!
Love, hugs, and prayers for good health and long life to everyone!
Hey, have I mentioned that I'm sick to death of squash? We learned a great lesson this year on the farming front: try not to plant too much of any one thing. ;) Yes, the squash are still producing, but I think Sunshine Acres is going to be getting all the rest. I can't even LOOK at squash right now...lol.
Still, we have probably 25-30 chili pepper plants of various varieties and I don't have a problem with them. You can dry them, you can use them in every meal under the sun, you just can't get sick of chili peppers! Oh, and the tomatoes; how amazing that we did it all right this year. The flavors just explode in your mouth. When you cook with them, it's stunning. When you eat them just as is, with a little salt and pepper, heavenly.
I just need the larger chilies to mature, like the pasillas. I am dying for a spectacular chile relleno. I wonder if I could manage a trip to Tia Rosa's restaraunt this week? Despite it being my chemo week off, I'm still kinda weak from the chemo week ON. :D
Good lords, it is time for bed and all I can think about is food. See what happens when the chemo stops for just a bit? But, I think this chemo is working. And I say this because those referencing pains in my throat and shoulder are all but gone. Yes, I had something very like a muscle spasm in my shoulder today, but it was way different than the 'normal' pain. Still, it's early in this cycle, and while I do not want to get my hopes up, I refuse not to be optimistic. I can be just as big a pollyanna as anyone else!
Ok, before I think up more food items to crave, I'm going to play a little more World of Warcraft, then get to bed. I'm having fun with my undead Rogue, Ynez. I rarely play her, but today, I got her to level 84. Maybe it's all tied in with the weird cravings!
Love, hugs, and prayers for good health and long life to everyone!
Monday, July 18, 2011
Some Problems
I've got pain in my shoulder and throat. The throat pain is on the right side, near my collar bone, and the shoulder is right side as well. Coughing is painful, and if you know me, I'm a big cougher, due to my degenerative lung disease. Strangely, nose blowing and ... sorry,... belching, is also painful. But what really gets my shoulder is the nose blowing. Yet, normal breathing, even taking the deepest breath I can, hurts neither my throat, nor my shoulder.
So, we'll be discussing this with Dr. Fastenberg tomorrow. Maybe I just have a pinched nerve somewhere. Yeah, that's the ticket. :D
Here's a photo of a Paladin and her Seahorse. It's pretty rainbow-bright in the depths of Vashj'ir. Luckily, you get a spell cast upon you that allows you to breathe underwater... HANDY!
And now, it's off to bed for me. Aetna called to say Dr. F had sent them the paperwork for my leave, to which I replied, "Holy Moses!" Remember the last leave? That was a little stressful, but it looks like this batch of paperwork didn't get lost in the shuffle. :D
Sweet dreams to all, and may you give and receive many, many hugs.
So, we'll be discussing this with Dr. Fastenberg tomorrow. Maybe I just have a pinched nerve somewhere. Yeah, that's the ticket. :D
And now, it's off to bed for me. Aetna called to say Dr. F had sent them the paperwork for my leave, to which I replied, "Holy Moses!" Remember the last leave? That was a little stressful, but it looks like this batch of paperwork didn't get lost in the shuffle. :D
Sweet dreams to all, and may you give and receive many, many hugs.
Monday, June 20, 2011
When Phlebotomy Goes Wrong...
Ok, it didn't go wrong, really. And I had to keep telling the phlebotomist that the problem was ME, and not her, so try again. First stick? Into a little vein in my forearm, two inches below the crook of my elbow.
This was my regular blood-letter, and this is where she got the blood three weeks ago. But, it blew out. Ok, second stick? Just to the side of the crook of my elbow. I've had good luck with that one. But, it blew out.
Now the plebotomist has tears in her eyes and offers to go get someone else. "Honey, it's not you. You know I have crappy veins, and you aren't even hurting me. Let's try one more."
Third stick's the charm! Into the hand she goes. This is NOT my favorite place, but it did the job, and we both felt much better. But, I have to say, you should have seen the looks on peoples' faces as I slowly hobbled out of there with three bandages on my one arm. I saw one guy just turn white as a sheet. Hehehe, I feel bad that I enjoyed that. :D
The point is, the pain involved in a needle piercing your skin isn't worth worrying about. It's inconsequential, in the general scheme of pain. Oh yes, I know that very well.
But that's not to say that you can't experience real, ugly pain during a blood-letting. Just hit a nerve.... oy VEY! Anywho, all you future phlebotomists out there, yes, care about your patients and their comfort, but don't let one bad stick screw with your self-confidence. You can do it! Be strong, and always approach your patient as if YOU are the gold standard for phlebotomists.
I am SO tired right now. I'm dreading the six hour chemo tomorrow; not the actual infusion because that's cake, but the week following it is more like ... well, I can't come up with a good food analogy, but it's bad. :D
I'll probably post during the infusion; I'm taking the BIG RED gaming laptop with me tomorrow. May as well get in some World of Warcraft while the poisons seep into my body. ;)
Stay well, all. Hugs to everyone!
This was my regular blood-letter, and this is where she got the blood three weeks ago. But, it blew out. Ok, second stick? Just to the side of the crook of my elbow. I've had good luck with that one. But, it blew out.
Now the plebotomist has tears in her eyes and offers to go get someone else. "Honey, it's not you. You know I have crappy veins, and you aren't even hurting me. Let's try one more."
Third stick's the charm! Into the hand she goes. This is NOT my favorite place, but it did the job, and we both felt much better. But, I have to say, you should have seen the looks on peoples' faces as I slowly hobbled out of there with three bandages on my one arm. I saw one guy just turn white as a sheet. Hehehe, I feel bad that I enjoyed that. :D
The point is, the pain involved in a needle piercing your skin isn't worth worrying about. It's inconsequential, in the general scheme of pain. Oh yes, I know that very well.
But that's not to say that you can't experience real, ugly pain during a blood-letting. Just hit a nerve.... oy VEY! Anywho, all you future phlebotomists out there, yes, care about your patients and their comfort, but don't let one bad stick screw with your self-confidence. You can do it! Be strong, and always approach your patient as if YOU are the gold standard for phlebotomists.
I am SO tired right now. I'm dreading the six hour chemo tomorrow; not the actual infusion because that's cake, but the week following it is more like ... well, I can't come up with a good food analogy, but it's bad. :D
I'll probably post during the infusion; I'm taking the BIG RED gaming laptop with me tomorrow. May as well get in some World of Warcraft while the poisons seep into my body. ;)
Stay well, all. Hugs to everyone!
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Pain in the Neck
Actually, I have a literal pain in my neck. It only hurts when I cough, or laugh, sometimes when I swallow, and occasionally when I breathe. When you have cancer, you try hard not to leap to the conclusion that every pain you have is another tumor, or that the cancer has wandered. I try to tell myself, 'Self, you just had a PET Scan. If your cancer had spread anymore, the PET would have caught it!" I'm so happy I have a logical mind. Too bad I have to keep such a tight rein on the Queen of Neuroses.
Tomorrow is my pre-infusion lab work and then Thursday I will be seeing my Medical Oncologist, Dr. Fastenberg. I'm sure he's thrilled we finally got that PET Scan done. :) After I see him, it's off to get my Herceptin infusion. I was wheezing like crazy today; had lots of breathing treatments. It's the weather. I'm allergic to just about every plant on the planet. Yet, I love them all. Oh well. My worst allergic reaction is to Bermuda grass. Guess what is the most widely-planted and grown grass in the Phoenix Metropolitan area? But of course! :D
Oh, there are so many things sprouting in the 'farmland' now. The spinach is up, as are the collard greens. We've got one tomato coming. And it's almost time to rig up the shade so my tomato plants don't fry. It was a warm one today. That sun of ours can really suck the life out of things. Then, of course, the wind blows and it gets so dusty you can't see the Superstition Mountains. But let me tell you, there is no place like this on earth, and though I may sound like I am not a fan of the desert, I adore it here. We have skies that take your breath away. (No, not the smog, or the dust! The beauty!)
Anyway, the pain made me decide to telecommute today instead of going in to the plant. In order to keep the pain at bay, I'm making old man sounds in my throat, because it hurts so damned much to do a really good COUGH! And these sounds are annoying me, so I don't even want to expose my poor team mates to it. Not to mention, it's tiring me out.
Oh, and the dahlias and crocosmias are planted. I can't wait until they bloom... I LOVE FLOWERS!!!!
Well, love to all, and may you have good health and a long life!
Tomorrow is my pre-infusion lab work and then Thursday I will be seeing my Medical Oncologist, Dr. Fastenberg. I'm sure he's thrilled we finally got that PET Scan done. :) After I see him, it's off to get my Herceptin infusion. I was wheezing like crazy today; had lots of breathing treatments. It's the weather. I'm allergic to just about every plant on the planet. Yet, I love them all. Oh well. My worst allergic reaction is to Bermuda grass. Guess what is the most widely-planted and grown grass in the Phoenix Metropolitan area? But of course! :D
Oh, there are so many things sprouting in the 'farmland' now. The spinach is up, as are the collard greens. We've got one tomato coming. And it's almost time to rig up the shade so my tomato plants don't fry. It was a warm one today. That sun of ours can really suck the life out of things. Then, of course, the wind blows and it gets so dusty you can't see the Superstition Mountains. But let me tell you, there is no place like this on earth, and though I may sound like I am not a fan of the desert, I adore it here. We have skies that take your breath away. (No, not the smog, or the dust! The beauty!)
Anyway, the pain made me decide to telecommute today instead of going in to the plant. In order to keep the pain at bay, I'm making old man sounds in my throat, because it hurts so damned much to do a really good COUGH! And these sounds are annoying me, so I don't even want to expose my poor team mates to it. Not to mention, it's tiring me out.
Oh, and the dahlias and crocosmias are planted. I can't wait until they bloom... I LOVE FLOWERS!!!!
Well, love to all, and may you have good health and a long life!
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